Groups of men in loose sets of duos, trios, and larger are focused intensely on finding satisfaction deep down inside each other, hands leading the way to extremes that sometimes boggles the eye and mind.

The fister is wrist-deep into an accommodating fistee hunched across a sling and pushing his ringed nuts to the camera as he rides up and down the invading forearm nearly to the elbow. He slips onto his back as the determined elbow nears his hole for a slow, vibrating pass. The bicep sinks in to a chorus of yelps and gasps. After a little thigh nibbling the invader carefully lubes the swollen piecrust, prelude to a final, invasive pass the gathers an enormous, cascading rosebud and final kisses.

As the fister plumbs hole, his assistant works the object's rubbery nipples, getting a long, slow blowjob as the arm slips in past the elbow. The fistee next takes the assistant's arm up the chute to the elbow as he sucks off the original fister to a rising chorus of moans. Spinning the bench around allows the first master to double fist before sinking a long arm almost to the shoulder. The scene dissipates with both fisters probing one well-used snatch.

The recipient lubes himself as his fister pumps an arm quite deep in willing hole that rotates on the invading arm to drip lube all over taint. Another target crouches as his master lubes and fists hole in preparation for a baseball bat that slips inside easily and the happy target moans loudly as the master switches from arm to bat and back. The fister wanks while fingering twitching hole. Melted candle wax floods ass during the next fisting pass as the wank continues.

Feet on the sling, a man zones happily during pussy lube and probe that soon graduates to alternating paddles before both sink in at once. The fister rims his handiwork at some length before opening things wide for double fisting as the man babbles and the fister squeezes the man's junk purple, sucking uncut dick as he pumps snatch.

The fister elbows the crouched older man's hole, slowly going deeper as he vibrates his arm. A second older man appears for some of the same treatment. The first customer helps lube the newcomer's hole, slipping in a fist as he does. When the fister goes ambidextrous up to his elbows in two slippery holes, he Is In charge and sliding hopefully towards his shoulders as his men ride the arms in a motely chorus of appreciative groans.

When the second customer leaves, the originals carry on the action as a shoulder nears oblivion in slow pumping motion to delighted moans. Double fisting ups the ante and the satisfied man goes with the flow.

The customer wanks pierced meat as he rides an arm and a third man observes the action and adlibs. The customer takes a good part of the forearm and has his feet held as the fister rubs out a load to lube the next fisting pass.

This film was perhaps conceptualized as stream of consciousness but comes across as aimless and slapdash. Scenes are barely coherent as such and barely contain the action. There are moments of surprising action, but overall the action Is little more than standard and scarcely memorable, and the photography definitely follows suit. For avid fisting aficionados only.